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     Poem added 5/26/99. By Thom Stromer:

                                        dermal ivory

                                                  Thom Stromer

spring is such a killer

because it makes me

MORE horny,

MORE restless,

MORE deranged.

in winter, I'm much more in control.

spring is just plain dangerous.

the seasons are

maniacal messengers

taking out the weak and feeble.

smoking them in wind storms.

frying teenage brains with cocaine

warm, late at nite

on street corners.

I'm just the 27 year old bystander

about to go mad

by tank tops

and tight shorts

hair pulled back

displaying staring eyes

that always look away from me.

the birds will chirp and mock  me...

I'll hear them soon enough

through this  cracked window

above the music.

I've had enough of this s**t.

I'm going to move to Alaska

where  women are bundled

in parkas,

and sealskin and

multiple pairs

of long underwear.

I'll find me a lass,

settle down,

and take YEARS

to peel off all

of her layers.

YEARS before i

touch that dermal ivory.

YEARS to get first pinch at nipple.

YEARS to be able

to actually taste

the lower lips.

YEARS to remove the barriers.

and  I WILL

enjoy every goddamn minute of it!

                                                                         Thom Stromer

                                                                     copyright Thom Stromer

    Thom can be e-mailed at this address:mudraw@earthlink.net

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